An excerpt from Jeff Bursey’s review:

Schneiderman says to Levin Becker in the introduction: “‘You don’t really need to “read” it, as it is a work of conceptual literature.’” That’s mischievous, a joke on the enterprise, on a reader’s abilities, and on the way the book can be approached. (Or perhaps what’s also meant is that we can just follow the spectral figure in the black-and-white photographs by Andi Olsen, a white humanoid that has a lot of time to itself, in Paris and other places, and leave the text alone.) Yes, it’s more an idea about what to do in literary fiction than something by Jonathan Franzen, but it is an exciting leap, and, from my perspective, it is also an anthology of prose and pros (Chaucer, Shakespeare, Melville. and computer programmers among them), a radical re-visioning of the familiar Norton reader.

The purpose of [SIC] is manifold: to unsettle expectations, to show what we can do to and in the novel, to make us revisit the concept of originality and copying, to transform before our eyes other people’s words and conceits into new shapes and designs that, as Goldsmith said, make them “mine.” Schneiderman appears to be without illusions as to the uniqueness of this or any work, and the third volume, INK, will carry the project forward into new terrain. As for [SIC], you may think: Why buy this book when I have the originals already? Not in these versions you don’t. Try though Davis Schneiderman does to remove himself, something singular about his mind resides in this work of fiction despite and amongst the borrowing, and we can’t help but notice it.

Read the rest of the review HERE.

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